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On a completely unrelated note, do you think Nanami would listen to Fiona Apple?
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For years, I’ve thought about Ash and Eiji while listening to the song Soltane Ghalba by Aref. This song expresses transcendent love, a love that I’ve seen so beautifully conveyed through Banana Fish.
I wanted to thank my dear friend @gradeofexecution for being my lovely Banana Fish buddy and for inspiring me to make this edit :,)) Go read her work on ao3. Her BF fics will have you sobbing..
her ao3 is mariiq 🌹
The year is 1975 in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. A small finger points to the stars, tracing the invisible line that harmonizes each illuminating orb of energy into a masterpiece of its own zodiacal name. The whistling wind coos the soft grass into a dance, each sway of green attinging the cheek of the young boy who lay in solitary. Aslan Jade Calenreese is in his nightly trance, pushing each scar suffered from the earlier hours deeper into his heart. He does not wish to see the new day come forth, for the birth of yellow and orange hues in the sky invoke inmost melancholy within the boy’s soul. His monsters do not hide under his bed or rummage in the closet, they awake at dawn.
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A writing done by me :-)
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revolutionary girl utena: adolescence of utena (1999) - art direction by shichiro kobayashi
Mikage Souji from Revolutionary Girl Utena has been put in a blender (both affectionately and hatefully)
Except for strategic reasons, I simply reject antiwar as a respectable position to hold. All nations in the world could sign a treaty and declare eternal peace, and war would not stop because this does not address the class-based nature of all conflicts.
There is a misconception that from the end of cold war to the decade before this, the world experienced a period of peace unprecedented in human history. This couldn't be further from the truth.
The war against the proletariats has never stopped, not for one second. All the deaths we chalk up to nationality, race, religion, gender, sexuality or any number of fragmented causes have a single thread that connects them and that is their position as the class that is historically progressive and feared by the ruling class. This is an antagonism to end all antagonisms, it is a force of nature and a force of cumulative human history that cannot be stopped until it is seen to conclusion.
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Anthy/Utena. My personal post-Adolescence of Utena vision. Rated M, read the tags!
the most beautiful thing i have ever read